My first post was going to be short and sweet. I was going to introduce myself to you and thank you for being here with me for this ride. I was going to write it last night and get it up on October 24, as promised.
But then something happened yesterday that made everything else in my life seem irrelevant. Yesterday, I could have lost my son Lance, the only person in my life other than my husband, Ronnie, who I feel really protects me and loves me.
Lance works for Wells Fargo. Yesterday, a man walked up to his teller station, dropped a pipe bomb on the counter in front of him, and robbed him. It was all over the news last night; I couldn’t stop watching.
My poor kid was so upset all evening. All I wanted to do was comfort him, anyway I could. I also wanted to kill the guy who had traumatized my son. I was up all night, laying in bed, just heartsick from thinking about my son suffering. This morning, it’s the only thing on my mind.
At some point in time, I’m going to write a proper introduction, but right now the only thing I’m going to do is take care of the family I have left. They are all that really matter.